hold
on,
pain
ends.

How can someone love theirself,
when no one loves them for being theirself?

On my shoulder,
a raven rest.
Her talons pierce my skin,
as I hold her weight.

No one sees the raven,
I hide her very well.
The raven can never fly away,
She is bound to me.

The raven wants to be seen,
Be heard.
She screeches beside my ear,
She drives away my sanity.

The raven has been with me,
For awhile now.
At first she was small,
And barely noticeable.

As time went on,
The raven grew.
Her size grew along with her strength,
And also her desperation.

The raven wants to be free.
She wants to fly away,
To some place else,
And leave me behind.

Why did the raven come?
Why can't the raven leave?
Is the raven even real?
Am I insane?

I am the raven.
She is me.
I am she.
The raven is me.

I met you once
and I couldn't look away.
It was instant attraction
There was nothing to say.
We knew we would never see each other again
It would be our only day.
We bonded with our minds
Then soon with our hands.
We walk and rode rides
With the little time we had.
Soon we shared kisses
And then our tongues.
I was never was as comfortable
Then when I was in your arms.
I had to leave soon
Our time was running short.
The kisses grew stronger
Longing for hope.
I never met a guy like you
And I don't know what to do.
Even though it was only a day
It felt like I've known you every day.
The last kiss before we parted
Was so strong and full of passion.
And now I sit and think
Wondering if it was chance or destiny.

I think about every moment we shared.
The first touch.
The first kiss.
The first hold.
I remember almost crying because of you.
When you lied to me.
When you were in the hospital.
When you wouldn't look at me.
I remember when I figuerd it out.
I didn't need you.
You didn't want me.
We were simply using each other.
I still look back at you.
I don't want you back.
I don't regret what we had.
But, I don't miss what we had.

Every time I look into his eyes,
I get paralyzed.
Every time I feel his touch,
I lose my breath.
When I feel his lips on mine,
I want to cry.
When I think of him,
I just want to die.
Whenever I touch him,
look at him,
Feel him,
I don't want to forget him.
When I am with him,
I feel like a body,
His body,
As my mind floats elsewhere.
I don't understand how he makes me feel.
I don't care how he makes me feel.
I'm the girl I've always hated.
I'm the girl in love.